…we drove up to Salmon Creek Hospital in Vancouver at dark-thirty for my second knee surgery. This is crossing the Columbia River at 5:00 a.m. I was amazed at how much traffic there was at this early hour.
I’m trying hard to keep up with taking a photo a day for 365 days again; I pretty well fell off the wagon doing it last year along about September. So some of what I’ve done this year will be my da kine for this time.
My kawila hit a milestone:
Hilahila au to da max. No can believe I’ve ignored my poor litto bloggie for so long. In many ways, it’s been a really difficult year, but I gotta pau this road trip! The last time I wrote was back when we were about to enter Waitsburg in Washington State. So we’ll start there…with a cool old barn.
Nolemana and I were on our way to the gym yesterday, and stopped at a red light at Burnside/Division (four lanes plus turning lanes each street) heading northwest. Traffic was very heavy. I was about 3 cars back from the front of the line. A disabled man in a wheelchair was trying to cross Burnside from the left. He was very slowly going backwards in his chair because of the uphill grade of the road, pushing with his feet. He wouldn’t have enough time to get to the other side of the street before the light changed and could only move very, very, slowly. I’m sure he must’ve felt embarrassed because he was going to hold up traffic. Suddenly from further east on Burnside, a man came running over to the man in the wheelchair, and pushed him the rest of the way over to safety. I had tears in my eyes, feeling such gratitude for this good Samaritan who helped a stranger. Hubby rolled down his window and hollered out a big thank you to the man for his kindness. In these days of chaos, confusion, anger, and hate, it was so good to see such a heartwarming sight.
This year it looks like we’ve gone from summer to winter…no warm temps in the 70’s as usual, as it’s been for years and years. Nope. There hasn’t been any in-between season marking the end of warm and hot days and cold ones.
But oh, the colors!! They’re the same, so absolutely breathtaking that I wish they’d last for at least two months. They’re almost too much to take in and absorb. So I go places with my camera and try to capture their beauty before they disappear for another year, maybe thinking that somehow I can make them last and fill up my soul during the gray winter months. Continue reading
As I was driving along a road on the other side of the hill from us, I saw these pīpī faces and just had to stop and photograph them for AFK. I especially love the one with the black spots over his eyes.
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